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The things kids say
While playing sketch the other day my 5 yr son was watching tv and piped up " mummy cos its sunny shall we go out today?" being full of cold and feeling like crap I replied "Im not feeling too well to go out anywhere today" he said " Thats ok mummy you can sit in the car while we enjoy ourselves"
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ROFL!!! Shows where his priority lies
When I worked as a nanny, this little boy's mum was busy and some visitors were talking and had to go. He however, wanted to play with them and because they were leaving, he couldn't. So he pipes up, shouting at the top of his voice so the world could hear it: "Fine! I'll play with myself then" Bless him, meant nothing to him but we were all creased up for ages!!!
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Mr BunE and I took lil bunE(3 at the time) to a really posh restaurant for lunch one day and she said she needed the loo so I took her. She finished what she was doing and we came out of the loo where she shouts across a very packed restaurant "Dad Ive done a big sh*t!" I just didnt know where to put my face!!
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Not so much say, but do, in this case...
On holiday with my little neice, me and her mum were in Prada on Capri, having a look at all the nice stuff we couldn't afford, when I turned around and noticed Charlotte (2 years old) spit out her cherry pit onto the floor, and grind it into the rather posh looking carpet. It was terrible trying to pretend I was cross with her while I explained te correct thing to do, when all the while I was laughing my ass off inside. Just to clear things up, my sister hasn't brought her up to be a litter bug, it's just that with things like cherry pits, she normally spits them out into mummy or daddy's hand... and with me and my sis both so engaged in looking at dresses, I guess she felt like she couldn't wait anymore :P
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We we're having a picnic and my mum's friend brought her little darlings along. They we're so well mannered and polite. We started laughing too loud the oldest one came up, put his finger to his lip and said "It is very rude to those not talking with you". Poor little boy :( We started laughing harder.
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I once caught my daughter (then 2) coloring all over my white door. I freaked out a bit, pointed to the mess and said:"What have you done? What is this?!!". And of course, she looked at me as though I must be a bit slow and calmly said, "Mommy, this is red and this is blue". Duh........
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my 7 year old daughter was jumping up n down on her bed n i said to her " come on ive told u a million times before to stop that" she replied " but mum thats what children do n after all i am still a child and i cant help it" lmao she put me right in my place then didnt she:P
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Not funny so much as cool -
I teach english to non-native kids. I have a class full of not-quite-2 year olds. I basically never expected this class to actually utter a word in English (most of them can't really speak their own language properly yet) but rather to pick up on the melody of English, understand what I say, dance around to the songs we sing, etc. Anyways, every week I ask the kids where Lily is. Lily being my sheep puppet who sings some songs. The kids love her so much! So I say 'Where is Lily? Where is she? And make the appropriate hand/shoulder gestures, facial expressions etc to show I am asking a question. It usually takes a class a couple of weeks to understand this question, so I always answer myself, saying 'Oh! HERE she is, in the box' (I have a treasure chest where I keep all my 'props'). So, after a couple of weeks, the kids start to answer my question in their own language, saying 'she's inside, she's inside!'. I was happy with this, it shows they understand the qu, my tone of voice, etc. So, there I was yesterday, saying 'Where is Lily? Where is she?' and one of the kids pipes up, in perfect English 'She's in the box!!'. I almost fell over in shock. Golden moment. Later on in the lesson, another toddler pointed to some stickers saying 'here is the big mouth, and here is the little mouth!' This was a sentence of her own compilation. She knew the words 'mouth' 'big' 'little' and 'here is' all from separate instances, and she put them together. Needless to say, both kids got huge rounds of applause from me, and their mummies :) *proud*
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hahahah I love this thread.
Okay, here's one story that I tell a lot of people because it cracks me up.....sorry for the length... My eldest (now 9) is highly gifted, IQ of 150. She was 6 at this time, and came home from school with a question: "How come when you add two even numbers together, you get an even number....but when you add two odd numbers together you don't get an odd number?" Me: "Well, you need to think about what it is that makes a number even" Her: "If it ends in 0,2,4,6 or 8" Me: "Well, yes, that's how you identify that its even, but what does it actually mean to be an even number?" Her: "Oh....hmmmm....I don't know...." Me: "Well, if you split an even number into 2 equal groups, there will be nothing left over.....but if you split an odd number into two equal groups, you will have one left over.." I then proceed to find a pile of stuff on the floor and we count it out into two piles of even numbers. I split the first pile into two even groups with nothing left over, then the second, and explain how if it had been all lumped in together in one pile, it would have the same result..... We then do the same thing for two odd piles, and she can see how the two 'ones' left over from each pile can be split into the equal groups.....(sorry it's a visual thing I know....) Her: "Ohhhh I see!" I think to myself.....oh she seems to have cottoned onto that pretty quick, I'll just test her out to see if she really does understand.... So I put three odd numbered piles of stuff and ask her, if you added these three odd numbers together, would you get an even or odd number? She divvies up the piles, and comes out with the answer...."odd" So I try 4 piles of stuff...... Her: "that will be even..." And Im thinking wow, this kid really does understand this, feeling a little blown away at it all, when she comes out with: "Ohhhhhh! I get it!!!! When you add an ODD number of odd numbers together you get an ODD number, but when you add an EVEN number of odd numbers together, you get an EVEN number!" (Me: * Saffron shudders at the thought of helping with her high school math homework......
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My wife's sister and her husband are one-eyed Parramatta (Rugby League) fans and they have Season Tickets. Their daughter Mackenzie is 18 months old (that's her in the attachment) and has been brought up to do the chant "Pa - rra" (clap clap clap).
Being a Bulldogs fan, I have taught her to say "Bull - Dogs" (clap clap clap). So were at their house for dinner when Parramatta played the Bulldogs and as she knew the footy was on, she knew that we all pile into the lounge room to watch the game. So she climbed up ont uncle BM's knee and was watching the game very contentedly, occasionally sprouting a cheer for their team. So in a house full of Parramatta fans except me and Mrs BM, the Bulldogs are winning and the sister in law says "C'mon Kenzie - Go Parra!" to which she replied "No." Shook her head and said "Bull-Dogs! (clap clap clap)." Uncle BM is Sooooooo Proud!!!
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Ha - Have dug up this thread for a particularly amusing reason (Although, perhaps it was a had-to-be there thing)!
So I was sitting, innocently playing iSketch this afternoon, 'babysitting'. Small children were in the yard playing with friends. All is normal. 3 girls, and my baby brother, who's 6. They seem to be playing happily, although the girls appear to be leaving out Pat, my brother. Not such an uncommon phenomenon. So when my sister comes running in dobbing on him, I tell her to play nicely and involve him in the games. 5 minutes later, I hear my little brothers lovely yell from the front door: "No wonder God made girls second, They're SO MEAN!!!" I burst into bouts of laughter, as he proceeded to walk in, slam the door and plop himself in-front of the television. By far, the funniest comment I've heard from a kid in a LONG time
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O dear its finally happened, my small son whos 3 and a half has just said that immortal word "B S" this is the end of innocence thank god we was in the house and not out and about.
* tuppence goes and rings the men in white coats
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LOL tuppence, I remember the first time my daughter said the F word....we were playing "Go Fish" and to make it a little more bearable for me, I was making her give the cards a description - so she would have to ask "Have you got a ....sensational six" or something like that.
Well she obviously didn't like it - pipes up with "Have you gota f***ulous five?" How proud could a mother be - not only can she swear - but she can make up her own variation of the word.....
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Lol at some of these posts, very funny indeed.
Here is 1 min in the cherry household for you all. Mummmm tell mell, OH WHAT NOW FFS, shes annoying me, WELL IGNORE HER THEN. Mummmmmm shes still doing it, I WALK UPSTAIRS. STOP NOW. Mum can i go out on my bike, NO ITS RAINING, but i wanna, NOOOO. Mum plzzz I SAID NO GO WATCH A VIDEO OR PLAY ON THE GAMES CONSOL. boreing boreing boreing, mum your so pants.WHATEVER SON GO PLAY. This could go on all day in my house, somebody take me away. |
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This was the conversation in the back of the car on the way home from school yesterday:
M (son, age 6): Mummy, why don't women go to war? J (daughter, age 9, butts in cos she knows everything): Well, Matthew, women DO go to war actually. It's just they don't fight, they go to be the healers. So it would be pretty bad if we had a war. M: Why? J: Well, think about it - Daddy would have to go and fight and get injured, and Mummy's not very good at healing, so he'd die, and that would be pretty bad woudn't it? M: Yeh, I suppose so - who would make my eggs on Sunday then? J: ExACTly - you know Mum hates cooking eggs....
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There's this kid in one of my classes with a very doting mother. It's actually a joy to see them together, you really can feel the love - and she has all kind of cutesie nicknames for him (he's only 3, so it's ok :P). Anyways, we were in class, playing the 'Introductions game' which is where they throw a ball around and whoever has the ball has to say 'Hello! I am *insetnamehere*'.
So this kid gets the ball and yells 'Hello! I'm Kevin! and.. (rough translation) Kevi-sweetie aaaaaaaaand... Little sparrow Kevin aaaaaaaand... Kevi-baby aaaaaaaaaand... Treasure Kevi... unfortunately!' hehe - I think this kid is going to get sick of the nicknames a lot quicker than his mummy :P
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Ok this story is actually about me, when I was about 7 years old.
We were at our first communion practice and the priest was asking us children to raise our hands and give reasons why we were thankful. Our parents sat proudly behind us in the back rows. One child raised his hand and said "I'm thankful for my family". Another raised her hand and said "I am thankful for my health". And then I raised my hand and said "I'm thankful that I am not a bug". It was like the silence after someone tells a really bad joke. I half expected a tumbleweed to roll by and a cricket to be heard loudly. My parents shrank down visibly in their seats!! They laugh about it now, though.. XD Hey, I'm still happy that I'm not a bug.... hahaha.
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* Saffron knows someone (thing?) that would have liked you to be a bug: Quote:
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LMAO, I'm just seeing this now... XD
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HAHAHAHAHA Im having another giggle at how that story fits in with your signature.....XD
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Omg, LMAOOOO
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Lisa's gonna be having froggy nightmares now
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Okay, so the morning rush is happening, trying to get 3 kids ready for school. Other than the normal lunches, uniforms, hats, sunscreen, hairbrushing, helping with shoes, etc.....today a few other things are happening as well - eldest has an early tennis lesson, its banking day, there's a special canteen...lots of little extras to get ready as well.
So, after a few years of travelling the school road, we know the *best* time to leave to avoid the last minute work traffic, give or take 5 minutes.....so we are running a few minutes late...and I'm starting to worry that we are going to get caught up in traffic..... They are finally ready (I mean - seriously - how can it take 10 minutes to get sunscreen on) but dawdling out the door ....Im behind them trying to gently herd them out, without giving indications that we are late (cos as any parent knows, that would slow them down even more)... They get into the car, seatbelts on, I start wiping the condensation off the windows and Master 6 comes out with "Wait! Don't wipe my window yet!". Undoes his seatbelt and gets out of the car. I'm wiping the windows, shoving bags and hats and tennis racquets into the boot, listening to three conversations, trying to get the boy back into his seat explaining "We need to strap ourselves in NOW so we can get to school...." (starting to get a lil irritated by now) And he goes "WAIT!! I just want to write something on the window" (in the condensation) "Close your eyes" So I take a deep breath, thinking to myself "It's OK if we are late.....", and close my eyes, and when I open them, he has written: I LOVE YOU MUMMY
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2/3 days ago I was playing Super Mario Galaxy (that was the day i got it) and my sister for some reason said the A word in a sentence. i was surprised! she wasn't even in elementary school!
I know this is short but i forgot the sentence and i don't want to write the mean reaction
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